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Love Never Dies - Chapter 9

We sat in Gaynor’s lounge but not in the usual chairs in the bay window. This time, Gaynor was stretched out on the four-seater leather couch, her back resting against a cushion and her bare feet in my lap. I was in my all-black golf attire and Gaynor was wrapped in a white cotton bathrobe, her legs bare from below the knees. She held a mug of steaming coffee in both hands, gently blowing...Read On

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All that glitters is not gold. But, gold always glitters.

The usually annoying sound of her alarm clock was soothing and welcomed that morning. She woke from her slumber and felt the warmth of Eric’s body next to her. It was the first time they had spent the night together. They had recently started dating and were a perfect fit. They were both certain that they had found their soulmates in each other but, had never dared to tell one another. Her...Read On


Love Never Dies - Chapter 8

The place Gaynor selected for our late lunch was only a few minutes drive away, a quaint country inn with thatched-roof, low black beams, leaded windows and highly-polished hardwood flooring. Prints of hunting scenes, highlighting red coats and dappled dogs, adorned the walls and the stoutly-padded seats made wooden chairs surprisingly comfortable. A few customers still lingered over...Read On


My Best Friend; My Dream Girl

My Best friend was the girl of my dreams

I assume every guy has one female friend who they secretly adore. That one girl that considers him as a close friend, yet has a loser boyfriend, who treats her like shit. A girl who he sets on such a high standard, that she is the one girl all others are compared. When I was a senior in high school, I had such a female friend. Her name was Christy. To me she was the closest thing to perfect...Read On


Love Never Dies - Chapter 7

Traffic was light that Friday evening and I made good time. It was 7:01 when I parked the car in the garage and switched off the engine. I removed the phone from my pocket, preparing to text Gaynor, when it beep-beeped. The words on the screen told me: 1 message from Gaynor. I opened it and read: Just to let you know I’ve sent an email xx I hit the reply button and sent:  Got...Read On

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Love Never Dies - Chapter 6

Thursday night I hardly slept. I was like a child on Christmas Eve, excited and desperate for morning to arrive so that I could open my gifts. But I wasn’t a child. I was less than a month from my fifty-eighth birthday and my special present was a meeting with Gaynor. I lay quite still for most of the night but my mind restlessly darted from one memory to another: some from years...Read On


Love Never Dies - Chapter 5

I arrived home only minutes before Veronica, and I helped unload the shopping bags from her car and carried them through to the kitchen where the kettle was already boiling. I made tea for Veronica and a mug of instant coffee for myself. Leaving Veronica to put away the groceries, I went out on to the patio. I was greeted by the sun peeping over the fringe of a cloud. It was pleasantly...Read On


What The New Day Brings

The morning after a love-at-first-sight night.

Flora woke to the sun shining through her bedroom window and, as she became more aware of her surroundings, she realized that she was lying against a man’s strong chest. But, instead of unease from what could have been, she felt satisfaction and peace. She barely remembered the events of the night before but, what she did recall, was filled with love and connection and filled her with a desire...Read On


It Begins

There he was sitting at the bar drowning the past week’s annoyances away in a glass of the most mediocre Scotch the bar had. Jarret had spent a year wandering around England and while he enjoyed the land, and the people, he never quite found the strength to enjoy the job. He took another sip and as the whisky burned his lips he wondered what the weekend held in store for him. Another sip and...Read On


Sean and Mandy, Ch. 1

The story of 2 lovers - how they met and where it ends

 Sean was at a friends party one frigidly cold evening in January of 1990. His friend Mike, lived on the ground floor of a luxurious apartment complex and was having a winter party for friends to get together and have a good time. Mike was a very outgoing and person that could make friends with anyone. His friends at the party were from the old neighborhood, coworkers, neighbors and a few...Read On


Breaking The Beast Ch. 1

A different take on the classic tale....

I wasn’t supposed to be there night. I was supposed to be at home, in my bedroom studying for a test I had the next week. So, how did I get there? Jordie. Jordie is my best friend in the whole world, and she is the one that dragged me out to the new club opening. Apparently, it had been the talk of the town for a year, but according to her I live in such a deep, dark, hidden hole full of...Read On


Love Never Dies - Chapter 4

I could have cried, or at least roared out in pain and anguish. I wanted to beat my chest and bellow to the skies, howling out my frustration. The e-mail from Gaynor stabbed at my heart, sliced me open and exposed me as a conceited, arrogant fool. At least, that’s what I was, way back then.  Long ago, I realised what a huge mistake I’d made by walking away from her. I loved her but, at...Read On


Love Never Dies - Chapter 3

Over dinner - one of Veronica’s casserole creations which pleased the taste buds but left me in the dark as to all of its ingredients - she suddenly asked, “Do you miss having sex?” My wine glass was at my lips but I paused and looked across the dining table at my wife. Her head was slightly bowed and she seemed to be absently playing with her food, stirring it with a fork. “That’s an...Read On

We Met On A Plane - Part 4

We rejoice in her return from a business trip, then she told me what she does for a living.

I travel by commuter flight each week for work. My week starts Sunday night and ends Thursday night when I go home. I met Joan a couple of weeks ago on my flight to work. She was on her way home to Milwaukee from a vacation in London. The flight and our first week together was an experiment in sex and exhibitionism. Two coeds watched Joan and I in my hotel room from their apartment, twenty...Read On


Love Never Dies - Chapter 2

It had been another warm Tuesday and I’d played a reasonable round of golf, followed by a steak meal in the clubhouse. The company was good and the conversation, as usual, light. Occasionally, politics and finances reared their ugly cantankerous heads but, generally, we steered away from contentious topics. Our ingredients were mainly golf, other sports, sex and jokes. Never anything...Read On


Emily and Willie

No graphic terms, just a love story that someone asked me to write about two older friends

In a small town, as rural as one can be and yet be defined as a town, an old flower shop sits off a side street, long forgotten but still lovingly maintained by its owner, Emily Bronson. Widowed ten years ago at age 42, she refused to abandon the small flower shop her father had opened when she was a girl. Emily’s husband had provided enough for her in his will to allow her to keep her...Read On



Randy has a Christmas Eve to remember.

It was late by the time we served everyone and cleaned up. This had been the busiest Christmas Eve I’d seen in the ten years I’d been volunteering at the shelter. Between the unusual number of people seeking shelter from the storm, and the volunteers who couldn’t make it because of bad roads, those of us who did make it, had to work doubly hard to see everybody fed. I myself had considered...Read On

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Love Never Dies - Chapter 1

I blinked, leaned forward to peer at the message on my computer screen, and then settled back into my chair. I shook my head and muttered, “Well I never.” I’d been quite stunned when I saw the name in my inbox, didn’t really believe it was true. Then I clicked on it and the familiar "Facebook" panel came up. Gaynor sent you a message, was the heading over the sender’s thumbnail picture....Read On

A Handy Surprise At The USMC Ball

Will I dare?

I've attended the ball numerous times – sometimes while on active duty, at times with dates, at times with friends – but today it is with someone special. Today, November 10th, is the 240th Birthday of the United States Marine Corps (USMC), and I am anxious. I've been planning this for weeks, and two days ago I visited my favorite spa at Nordstrom in preparations for today. I had a full...Read On

A Night With Fran - Part 2 of 2

Friends and colleagues delight in going to the ultimate level of friends with benefits

At the end of Part 1, we left Fran leading Hank to her home. They had finished teaching a life-saving class, did some work, skinny dipped in the pool together and then taken a shower where they intimately came to know each other's bodies. We pick up as they reach her home. Fran opened both garage doors and shut them both once they were in. She had a beautiful home which he was...Read On

A Night With Fran - Part 1 of 2

Colleagues and friends discover their mutual desires.

Hank had always like Fran. He liked her a lot. They had a great platonic relationship which he rued almost every day. In fact, he often dreamed about her and masturbated to thoughts of her. Sure, he had girlfriends over the years, and he had his share of sexual adventures since he was a senior in high school and during his time away at college. But Fran seemed to always occupy his idle...Read On

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Memoirs, Chapter One

A dying man reveals his past in a memoir of past loves and sexual partners

I'm an old man now and my health is just short of the grave, but you know, I still have the mind of a teenager. They have always said that at a certain age, people revert to their childhood and that must be true in my case. The thing is, although the body gets old and weak, it doesn't always apply to the mind. My mind is as fresh with memories as if they had happened yesterday. Early in life...Read On


Breaks of the Game - Ch 5

Nikkie makes her point.

Spade quickly gets dressed as Nikkie grabs her phone and enters Pard's number. The phone rings three times and Nikkie snarls into the answering machine. "Pard this is Nikkie, my man tells me that you were here and said we need to talk. We will be waiting on the front porch and when you get here we can talk. But you are going to be doing a lot of listening. Get your ass over here. Don't make...Read On


Breaks of the Game - Ch 4

Spade gets a warmup and Nikkie gets a call.

At exactly five the next morning, Spade is awakened by the sharp metallic click of the door latch. He opens one eye and looks towards the door to see Nikkie slipping in the door with a glass of ice water in hand. He watches until she is close to the bed then turns the light on. He stands up forgetting that he is naked. "Nikkie, one drop of water on me and I promise you that you are...Read On


Taking Her To Heaven

Girl tries to win back ex-lover

She hurried down the path to the old graveyard in the woods outside of town. Dear God, she thought, please let him be there. There was a light breeze, wafting the smell of the woods with it, but it did nothing to lift the sultry heat of the summer evening. The heat barely touched her, though, as her nerves took over. Was he there? If so, would he be happy to see her? She hoped he would....Read On


Breaks of the Game Ch 1

Spade Davis is layed off and picked up by a trooper

The old truck sits by the roadside, oil pouring out the bottom of the motor. Spade Davis lifts the hood, watching in dismay as steam and smoke poured out. He stares back down the road, "Well, that just about sunk the boat, I guess." He opens the door, puts the transmission in neutral, cramps the wheels and pushes the old worn out truck down into the ditch. He grabs his sports bag with all...Read On


Climbing my own everest

The story of how I got to mount my everest

His name reminded me of mount Everest and in time he became to symbolize it too - an unreachable, mysterious goal. Our friendship began quite unexpectedly. I knew of him from high school but it wasn't until we were in the same college that I realized him. He was, and is the sort of geeky guy, that you would not recognize if you did not go up and talk to him; and maybe even then. He does not...Read On

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Old House

Thank You JWren for taking the time to edit my story and art work. As always all your support.

I really need a vacation. I work for one of the finest women’s clothing stores in the city and, recently, I have been working very long hours. Our manager is leaving and the company is deciding whether to hire someone from within the store or from outside. The fact is, I’ve worked very hard for the company for several years and, at the age of 35, I feel I would make a good manager. I really...Read On


The Beginning of a Long Life Together

Her hands felt wonderful there as I continued to share myself with her as she shared herself with me

Five o'clock came so fast Friday morning. My trip, to West Virginia, was going to be a seven hour long drive from South Carolina, but it was going to be well worth it. It was still dark when I pulled the rented Jeep Cherokee out on to the highway. It was a cool, slightly foggy morning. The headlight beams passed through the mist and illuminated the road ahead. As I drove, the nervousness...Read On


The Cookie Man and the Sad Girl

Erotic fantasy etched between torrents of rain in a grassy valley. Darjeeling tea and cookies await.

To you who are sleeping on the train, unknown, untamed, unclaimed, untouched but by the pain that lingered on your sleeping lips as you sit by the window and the rain, to you I write these words so you may suffer them, as I have suffered your sad beauty. While you sleep alone, I dream awake... When the walls of our train have vanished and we have been abandoned in this green valley in the...Read On